Could Have Been a Tree

I could have been a tree. You do realize that, don't you? This morning, rather than sitting here writing this blog, I could have been out in a field somewhere getting landed in and rained on. Conceded, we're using our first person pronouns pretty loosely here. I myself, insofar as I am human and my humanity more or less defines who I am, could not actually have been a tree and still have been me, in the proper sense of the term. I'm just saying, when we've got a mass of atoms right here, another mass of atoms over there, and tons and tons of atoms in between... well, just, you know, we're all atoms, and it kind of makes you nervous, doesn't it? Who's to say all of us are going to end up becoming the particular configuration of atoms that we call human? I mean, somebody has to be a tree. Somebody has to be a digestive enzyme. Just thank God it wasn't me, or chances are this blog would never have been written, and that would have been a shame.